Tomes: I Don't Care About Your Band

I just finished the Julie Klausner book I Don’t Care About Your Band. How was it, one may ask? Well, hold on to your britches because I’ll let you know! But first, I shall explain the format of this review.

Like most books I Don’t Care About Your Band has a beginning, a middle and lastly, an end. Many books follow this sort of format so I will waste no time explaining these elementary aspects. I shall begin, as it is chronologically intuitive, with the beginning.

Many of us know Julie Klausner (and if you don’t go here) as a comedian and writer for shows and shorts such as the now defunct Best Week Ever, Fat Guy Stuck in Internet or the recent Tom Schaprling directed music video, “Moves: The Rise and Rise of the New Pornographers”. So, as I sat down to read this book I expected to have gut-busting bursts of laughter. What I got was somewhat unexpected.

While, getting excited about this book I decided to ignore the fact that it’s a memoire. Though this lead to a bit of confusion about the tone, I found the writing quippy and smart, using references that any somewhat socially aware individual could process. Though I find that I’m pretty well versed in pop culture I feel like she tried to keep it as accessible as possible.

The middle of the book goes into a long inventory of her sexual escapades and wacky adventures with boys. Some are interesting others I could do without. Generally, I’m not a fan of people talking in depth about what they do between the sheets. However, it’s worth reading for the sake of putting the end into context.

The book takes an amazing turn towards the final chapters. Mrs. Klausner does an amazing job of saying something that is both insightful and profound. I just turned 30 and I’ve been trying to find a voice for how being 30 feels. This book does exactly that. The final chapters of the book are so good that I actually posted a quote from it on my Facebook, which is not something I do.

I think that some people may find it a little risqué. Others may find her to be a pretentious Manhattanite. The truth is that there is something I found both inspiring and validating about her point of view. I like it and I think most of you will as well.

Unless you’re grossed out about a lot of sex talk which there is a lot of.

Rating using before mentioned divisions:

Beginning 4/5
Middle 3/5
End 5/5